[Intro: Headie One & RV]

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[Verse 1: RV]

I'm a savage

Had a chance to kill RV but he panicked

Pulled out a burner on me

But he couldn't slap it

Either that 'ting was a rebore or I did magic

But right now everything tragic

My retaliation rate is rapid (One)

Anytime I get that drop

Step 'round there with that mop

Mum saw me leave my yard with my mask on, she asked when will it stop?

And I told her never

Out here applying that pressure

Real gun driller, no Trevor

Bag full of bells and it's looking like treasure

[Verse 2: Headie One]

Link for the AM on the east and I'm on the way back with the Mitchells, no Peggy (Peggy)

90 in the M's for the readdies, invest in a speshy (Speshy)

Headie One trying to roll on that land like Kelly

We was doing anything green get shelly

Still do it like I did it with Tug O War (Shook)

Bad B come to the Niz for the D, we ain't gotta go Potters Bar

Two hands on a hefty, freeze, all I gotta do is lock my arms

We was 16 when we had the opp block looking like Tour de France

Assist bro like a through ball

I done it and I left no trace, that's why they think I do juju

[Verse 3: RV]

Feds said I can't be with Headz; this is my freedom I'm risking

Big rambo or the flick 'ting

I don't take knives from the kitchen (One)

Tryna grab that yute I've been itching

Wet man's throat like he's drinking (Ay)

No immigration, I'll dip him

They love me in Tottenham like Chick King

.44 long holds six in

Put tools in the ride and drive like something needs fixing

RV, I've never been a victim

Try run up on gang, what the fuck were they thinking? (One)

Shh beat corn out the whip and they all blew on some Crip ting

[Verse 4: Headie One]

Weighing up all these grams, and I ain't needing no ruler

Gone half a day in the T' and I'm feeling like could've brought the re back sooner

All this nigga know is money, port land doing drug deals and Jummah

How many times did I run up in cells and have to get man down with the tuna? (Get him down)

Real gunners in my hood, I'll say that with my chest that's without the Puma (Aye)

I can't have beef with these losers

I'm really out here needing new bells for this Luger

Them man need a computer

They want me-, they want me in court again going at it again with a prosecutor

[Verse 5: RV]

Fuck all of my opps, fam I can't wait till we link up

Shoot on your block with the Canon but I never came there with Link Up

Don't involve my name with no mix-up

Pole on my waist, got my 'ting tucked

Have your mum putting flower by your grave while pouring that liquor like she waved that drink up

Stepped in holding my burner, looking like Statue of Liberty

Feds want this rapper in the bin, but I can't let them litter me

I get shit popping

When I was on the wing like Robben

Chef one yout' in his face, now he's got a scar like Ribery

[Verse 6: Headie One]

I'm really taking these risks

That's nothing but latex from my fingertips to my wrist

Think everything crisp 'til I'm running that down tryna give him this ching

Lean out the ride trying to spray man's head back like I just finished his trim

All those times I came to induction, I pray to the Lord I was bringing this wing

Still got my jail shank, that have been in the gym

And I can tell you about the maddest of losses

I put all of my bread in the T', and I had 70p in my pocket

My nose blocked, I'm coughing

I spent that last change there on lockets

[Verse 7: RV]

Bruck down Vauxhall or Mazda

Bag full of shells, not pasta

All of this gun smoke, I think it's affecting my asthma

I got two of each cause the food was cheap like ASDA

I got keeping making these sales, I trap like my line's got cancer

Food's not dead like Whitney or Bobby, got Kim K or Kanye West

You ain't take a loss when you been up Conny, then you ain't had a hard days yet

Young G's in the ride with the shotty—they ain't even passed their test

Had all these opp boys keep running from me, it's a shame I ain't fast as 'dem

[Verse 8: Headie One]

They said I'm stepping out farm that's nonsense

Headie One been on that block in my sliders, Air Force, Air Max, Jordans

Moretime Headie One gripping on spinners and dottys and autos and choppers

You can't afford to see man in a bruck down Focus

My little nigga's got an obsession with pokings

Six man with their shanks out, got the gang looking like Logan

These niggas know my head back good and I can leave your head back open

Them man are snakes, man are cobras

Interview rooms like their singing along to Frozen

[Outro: RV & Headie One]

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